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Once again I was fiddling with my necklace, sitting on a stool. At the kitchen. At Connect 3's apartment. Nate seating on the stool next to me. Shane upstairs apparently showering. Jason at his room playing his guitar.

You get the picture, right?

"Can I ask you something, Nate?" The words left my mouth before I could think it twice, and I partly regretted it.

"Sure," He closed his laptop, fixing his attention on me. "What's up?"

"Um...it's about Shane...he, well I just wanted to know how he...I mean...he's just so hard to read!" I finished blurting.

"Okay, that's not really a question...but I think I know where this is going." The man must be genius. I didn't even know where I was going. "Look, through it all he's a nice guy, a really nice guy. But recently, he seemed to be going through a, well, I guess you can call it a dark period. He felt like the label was against everything he wanted to do, and there was not much he could do about it."

"What do you mean?"

"It's like...like doing a cake."

"What?" Maybe not so genius.

"Yeah. You bake the cake, you put all your effort, and mind, and heart to it, and you taste it, and you think it is delicious. But then you want someone else to try it, and to make his friends try it. But he doesn't want it, he doesn't even want a bite. And you cannot force him to."

"Because the cake is not good?"

"Maybe it is, maybe it is not. The probem is they're not giving it a try."

"You know, Nate, I would've understood without the metaphor."

"I know...I'm just really craving cake right now...anyways. Shane's cake was there, and to me and Jason it was good, but too much days went by, and well, cakes go bad."

"So Shane is as...defensieve as he is because of his failed cakes -I mean songs?"

"I guess it was just lots of stuff thrown at him. He was also giving up on finding someone."

"What? Why?"

"Every relationship he started just...failed. Just a couple of days after starting to see someone he would find himself alone, again."

"That's why he is so distanced?"

"Yup."

"But I feel like, sometimes he opens himself to me...am I making that up or...?"

"Oh, Mitchie, you are a whole different story." Nate said with a small laugh. "How many times do you think Shane has messaged girls he sees on YouTube? Jase and I were shocked to our very core. I mean, he was actually smiling as he told us what he have done, we thought it was the end of jerky Shane."

"And it is not?"

"I don't know what to think anymore, Mitchie. We'll just have to wait and see."

Hhmmm. I don't think Shane is a jerk, at all, he may have some slips, but hey, who doesn't? And when I bumped to him on my date...

"What was Shane doing last Friday, at the restaurant?"

"Oh, just a bussiness meeting with our producer."

"Are you sure it was not a date?"

"Are you being jealous?"

"No! Curious."

"Well, no, it wasn't a date, Mitchie." Nate assuered me with a smile.

"Fine." I smiled back at him. "So tell me all about last night."

Shane's POV

I can't believe I wasn't ready earlier. I can't believe Mitchie's downstairs, waiting, and I'm here, having trouble lacing my shoes.

What the heck is my problem? What on Earth has that girl done to me?

Like I care, anyway. She might just be her...the girl on all my songs. And tonight I'm gonna see if I'm right, because I cannot keep running away from what she makes me feel, and maybe is just a matter of trying.

Pray for me, would you?

I darted out of my room and into the stairway, taking two at a time, I was a step short from reaching the main level when I overheard Mitchie and Nate. Something made me stop.

"Thank you soooo much for last night Mitchie!"

"Yeah? You had fun?" Okay, Shane, be a big boy. If you're gonna eavesdrop eavesdrop till the end, it might not be what you're thinking.

"Like you wouldn't believe! I adore you, I literally love you." Mitchie laughed at Nate's words, she seemed happy. "But, what about you? You didn't seem that happy when I got to your house to..." Okay, grown up time is up.

"How hypocrite you are." One of the many things that were running through my mind slipped as I entered the kitchen.

"Shane." She smiled, holding her necklace closer to her. "What did you..."

"Would you like me to leave? So you can have a good time alone with Nate?" Her expression turned confused, she took a step closer to me.

"What's going on, Shane?" My temper rose an inch higher at her fake innocence.

"Don't treat me like I'm stupid okay?"

"Dude, no one's treating you..."

"Oh don't even talk to me you damn back stabber."

"Shane!" Mitchie exclamed, her eyes shinning under my glare.

"What!?" It made me feel awfully guilty to make Mitchie look as indefensieve as she seemed right now, but couldn't she see what she had done to me? Dating my best friend. "What, Mitchie?"

"What the hell did we do?"

"You lied to me! You, Mitchie, you made me see things that weren't really there, you were just playing me with that stupid pretty-little-girl face!"

"What are you talking about!!" I noticed how this suddenly turned into a fight of two, Nate no longer mattered in here.

Nate was not the one that had killed my hope all over again.

Mitchie's POV

What was going on? Why was he screaming at me? Why did he have to go and be all perfect just to turn back and be a perfect idiot to me?

Just when I thought I had found him.

"Shane please." My voice broke.

"No, you please Mitchie! How could you be so...so...so low!"

I felt like my breath stopped for a minute there. I couldn't feel the beat of my heart. But I could clearly notice the moisture falling down of my eyes, and the shaking of my hands and knees.

"Why are you talking to me like this?"

"Stop that! Stop! Stop crying! Stop trying to fool me with your lies!"

"Lies! What lies?"

"Mitchie, let him breathe for a while, just..." Nate tried to comfort me, but the minute he placed his hand on my arm he was pushed aside, Shane's face a deep shade of red.

"You're always lecturing me," Another push. "About morals," Push. "And friendship!"

"Shane please stop!"

"You should hear a little of what you say!" He gave him a one last push and Nate bumped into a stool, knocking it to the floor.

"What is going on in here!" Jason came rushing into the kitchen, serious as I've never seen him.

"What is going on in here, Jase, is that it turns out Mitchie right here, turned you down last night because she had a date."

"What?" Nate and I said in unison, while Jason just focused on making some space between Shane and Nate.

Enough. That is it. I've had enough of Shane's attitude. Enough.

"That's what this is all about? Your stupid conjectures that aren't even real??"

"Oh, c'mon Mitchie, we both know what a good time you had last night with Nate."

"Shane have you gone mad?" Nate asked as he calmly picked up the stool, and sat on it.

"So now you're gonna try to make me feel like I'm crazy!"

"Shut up Shane! Shut up!" I ordered him -ordered- wiping my tears away, my eyes suddenly dry and my eyebrows knotted together. "Get a brain or I don't know, just: shut up."

It seemed like the order had been send to the three of them, and that surprisingly they had obeyed, for they all fell silent at once.

"I can't believe I even considered being friends with you! I am sick of this. I've known you for not more that two weeks and I'm already sick of you."

I grabbed my purse and headed to the door, only turning back to add something.

"You talked to me a whole night about how horible Trace and guys like him were, but you know what? You're no better than them." I held his cold look for one more second and opened the door. "I'm leaving."

"Finally! Been wanting you to since you got here." He catched the door before it could close behind me. "And, Mitchie? You're no better than that Tess girl, either!"

I broke into a run as I finally exited the building, not really knowing where I was going.

Not knowing what was going to happen next.

A.N.: Unlike Mitchie I do know what's going to happen next.

Don't know how you liked this chapter, I know you were all expecting a completely different thing, but, well, you know Shane. Very Shane-y he is. Blah I'm not sure if this chapter is exactly what I wanted but I do know if I keep edting it I'll just make it all worse and loose my point and create a massive writer's block. So here it is as it is.

Still hope you liked it.

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